"Then are we just supposed to stand here and wait for death...?"
Her junior sister's voice turned shrill. "Senior Brother, when have you ever been as despondent as you are today? The Patriarch has fallen, Tiandi is about to collapse—who will hold up the sky of our Qingxu Sect? Who will uphold the foundation our Qingxu Sect has built over hundreds of millions of years?!"
"Yu Chengu!!"
Roar...
A tremendous roar erupted within the Immortal Hall. Her junior sister seemed to have exhausted every ounce of strength as she shouted at the senior brother she had once revered most. "You were once the champion of the Prodigy Battle among all races of the Immortal Realm, an unparalleled prodigy who had crushed countless billions of cultivators of an entire generation beneath your feet."
"The Patriarch has fallen! Fallen means fallen!! He was killed by the Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory!!"
She roared through gritted teeth, her voice so thunderous that it spread across every river and mountain of the Qingxu Sect. Countless disciples stood dumbfounded, their teeth trembling faintly. In that instant, even the Immortal elders' pupils widened.
After saying that, she actually began gasping heavily, looking at Yu Chengu, who no longer laughed and whose expression had become utterly lonely.
The Immortal Hall fell silent.
After a long while.
Yu Chengu spoke calmly. "I understand."
With that, he vanished from the place in an instant. His junior sister reached out to grab him, but caught nothing at all—only a strand of cold, incomparably desolate wind.
The next day.
The Qingxu Sect sealed Heaven and locked down the land.
Three Immortal Artifacts shone upon the world. With one hand covering the sky, Yu Chengu blasted a third of the Thirty-Three Heavens into sinking land, and drove the Qingxu Sect deep beneath the